We were looking for a special place to celebrate a very special birthday, I researched to find a place that had great reviews. Sette Bello have good reviews. I was left feeling the hole the bill of $185 made. Instead of leaving feeling that it was worth it, all I could think of was what else we could have done with that money. From the moment we arrived the pressure was on to order eat and get out. The waiter didn’t seem to really listen or make us feel like we stepped into the warmth you expect from an all Italian restaurant. The waiter who thought making chauvinist jokes was actually funny served my husband who is a very strict vegetarian meat in his risotto. Yes it is a human mistake to make but no apology or hey here is a glass of wine, so sorry. No here’s the bill pay, but please hurry. I asked if they could do a small serving for my 7 year old. Yes I’ll make it a small portion from the waiter, and yes it was small, a single piece of fish on a bare plate with a side of fries ended up being the most expensive item on our bill. I questioned if my dish would have a creamy white sauce, yes yes of course. There was no cream in sight. We ordered wine that we had to chase, a coffee that never arrived. What this restaurant doesn’t realise is that although they might always be fully booked and that this one little disgruntled review will make no difference to them. There are people that save up a weeks’ worth of shopping money so that they can treat their daughter on her special birthday. I would have loved to say something when we left but why make a scene a spoil her night. Now I lie awake at 4am feeling so let down, regretting the money we wasted. Was the food worth it? Not really.